remember those poems I wrote last year? Well here's a little one I threw together for a good luck card to a fellow trombonist (only he's in the touring band.....oh yea and this is for Christmas With Wartburg, which is a big time consuming event...that I dont' have to do)
An Ode To Scott Riggs
Oh Scott Riggs, he’s a joyful soul
Oh Scott Riggs, his sound is full
Oh Scott Riggs, he plays trombone
Oh Scott Riggs, he can play alone
Oh Scott Riggs, he’s in the touring band
Oh Scott Riggs, he has his own stand
Oh Scott Riggs, he’s in Christmas with Wartburg
Oh Scott Riggs, it’s a good time….at Wartburg
Oh Scott Riggs, he may get stressed
Oh Scott Riggs, he may not feel blessed
Oh Scott Riggs, he does not smell
Oh Scott Riggs, you know he’ll do well
Oh Scott Riggs, good luck in all your shows
Oh Scott Riggs, do me a favor and hit Alek in the nose
(FYI: Alek is the first chair trombonist in the touring band....and he's my age. Crazy, I know.)